Black Pine Animal Sanctuary

The Black Pine Animal Sanctuary (formerly Black Pine Animal Park) is an 18-acre (7.3 ha) exotic animal sanctuary located in Albion, Indiana, United States.

The sanctuary provides permanent refuge to displaced, captive-raised exotic animals kept as "pets" or retired from performance. The population typically ranges from 75 to 100 animals representing between 40 and 50 species some of which are endangered. Various educational programs provide funding to care for the animals, including guided sanctuary tours, summer camps for children, school field trips, and special events. Animals are housed in natural habitats scattered throughout a partially wooded site, and in buildings. Visitors view them from behind protective barriers much like they would in a traditional U.S. zoo. The sanctuary relocated to this site from a location nearby in 2006.

The sanctuary is licensed by the United States Department of Agriculture (USDA) as a Class "C" exhibitor, is incorporated as Professional Animal Retirement Center (PARC), Inc. and is a 501(c)3 non-profit organization.

Read more about Black Pine Animal Sanctuary:  History, Exhibits

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